ELEANOR“A penny for your thoughts, Eleanor?" When the small rounds of laughter that escaped my lips due to Jasmine's tickling died down, I heaved a sigh as she took a seat next to me. “you seem lost in thoughts, what are you thinking about that got you so occupied? I want in" Jasmine asked with a mischievous smile and I returned one of mine.The truth was that I had been hatching a plan ever since Jasmine told me I needed to survive if I was going to see Clara again, but, the flogging and also getting fvcked till I could almost feel my lifeforce slowly slipping away was more than enough motivation to want to make sure I had it all right. I have decided to restrategize and go for a more easy way to attack without having to get myself killed in the process.I think it is safe now to say being mouthy with him would only get me in trouble, and he also didn't look kindly at my fearless front, which only angered him, if anything. So, if I was going to make him put his guard down, I was goi
ELEANOR “As you all know, tomorrow is the day we have all been preparing for. Both slaves and omegas are to work together to ensure that none of the alphas and betas of the different packs that would be in attendance would be left unattended to. As for the slaves, you all have a very special role to play tomorrow" Zane continued, turning his gaze to where the slaves were all lined up, “you all are to please the Alphas and their betas in any way they would want and by that, I mean, your bodies are not an exception. Please them, pleasure them, and let them invest more in our pack as you know failure to do so..."He stops, a knowing smirk forming on his face, “... Let's just say you will be returned to your owners in pieces, along with whatever price was paid to acquire your miserable selves. Let the Blood Moon Pack be the talk of the world and let the praises of my pack be known to all werewolves. A default from any of you will surely lead to death and I hope I made myself clear enough
ELEANOR “I shouldn't be here, in fact, I should be anywhere but here, searching for Clara," I complained to Jasmine again. Surprisingly, we were both assigned to the kitchen, making sure the dishes were clean and everything the servers needed to serve the guests easily was provided.I should have known it was going to end in this when Zane had demanded my presence. His orders were for me to remain in the kitchen and strictly refrain from serving or interacting with any of the guests, and failure to keep to his orders would obviously result in some sort of punishment, that, in his words, would only make me wish I would be granted death instead. That had struck fear in me all day yesterday, but waking up this morning, I found it to have dissipated. If anything, I was more curious and anxious than scared at the moment.I was restless, standing here, and mostly pretending to work all while not knowing if Clara was out there and what state she could be in. Sarah had returned last night lo
EASTON“Why should the alpha's meeting be held in a murderer's pack when he should be getting trialed in the court of the werewolf council instead? This is fvcking ridiculous." I slammed my hands on the table in anger, alerting my beta who was fast asleep.I wasn't one to be angered easily, but having heard all about Alpha Zane of the Blood Moon pack, I automatically harbored hate and contempt for him. I hated everything to do with the likes of him. The raiding of packs, killing of innocent people, and selling the women to earn money was a disgusting thing for an Alpha, or anyone at that to do. But alas, no one was willing to go against him, they all feared for the safety of their packs.“Cowards!!” I yelled out. Only cowards would do what they're doing, cower in their packs and wait for the day danger would no doubt find them. Warriors and leaders take the fight to their enemies, not hide like fvcking whimps.I, Alpha Easton Dawnson of the Crescent Pack had promised to protect my pac
ELEANORI still hadn't wrapped my head around the situation I'd found myself in when he quite literally pulled me out of my reverie, with his hand around my wrist, he pulled me away from the dishes I'd been doing. I was still very much in a state of confusion, hearing the word ‘mate’ had thrown me so off guard that I felt myself continuously repeating the word in my head.Mate!? What does he mean when he calls me to mate? He's my mate, but how? How could it have been that I found my mate in such an unfortunate situation and place? I'd never have expected it to be here, a place where mating was forbidden for the slaves. Why did I have to meet him here?I quickly snapped out of my haze when I felt frantic hands all over my face, moving to my knees and back to my face. I blinked back to coherency, pulling my hand out of his and taking a step back from the panicky man.“What are you doing?” I asked, confused, and his eyes widened a tiny bit before he responded.“You went blank all of a su
EASTONI could feel my heart almost beat out of my chest as her words reached my ears. Slowly, I felt the pain start to grow until my entire being was enveloped by the excruciating pain that only seemed to intensify with each passing second. As if the sound of my own wildly beating heart filling my ears and head wasn't enough, it was soon accompanied by Scar's loud, painful howls and growls. He was in as much pain as I was.I couldn't believe that my mate, the one I had spent so long waiting and looking for, would look me in the eye and say the forbidden words to me. Those words of rejection was a sure death sentence for any werewolf who finds their mates and has the misfortune of hearing them. I clenched my chest tightly as I stared at her. I might be strong and not scared of a thing, but the look on my mate's face filled me with a different type of dread. I could see the hate and anger in her face, not even so much as blinking at the fact that I was undoubtedly in pain. I probably
ELEANORThe moment Easton walked out of the kitchen with the unknown guy, I lost my footing, staggering backwards as I felt the sharp pain shoot through my chest, my hands clenching tight over it but doing nothing to soothe the pain. My mind was racing with conflicting emotions, and only then did I feel the tinge of a connection between us, the pain of the rejection slowly filling every crevice of my body, each wave leaving me in utter dread, and just when I was about to hit the ground, I felt Jasmine's stronghold around me and her voice finally seeping into a part of my consciousness, her eyes filled with concern and worry.If I had known the pain would be so much, I probably would've thought twice before rejecting him. The pain was doubled for me, seeing as he'd refused to accept my rejection, my words doing some sort of sick boomerang as they hit me back in full force.I had thought with Alpine being silent, I wouldn't be able to feel any pain, but it was all a lie. The books… ever
ZANEEverything was going according to plan, just like I had expected it to, everyone had forgotten about keeping their guards up as the slaves and omegas entertained them. Music blasted loudly from the speakers and the laughter of pleased Alphas and their betas pooled in alongside the music. I couldn't help but smile at the perfect flow of things. The slaves and omegas were doing just as instructed and I took pride in the weight of my authority.The idea was to flirt with them, and please them with their bodies until their guards are all slowly let down. The next phase would be to coyly and stylishly question them about their packs; warriors, income, and security-wise, questions that would help me decide if they were worth an invasion and if an invasion would be of massive profit to me.And when the occasion was over and they would all depart to their respective packs the next day, the slaves and omegas would then report everything back to me and then, together with my beta Mark, we
ELEANORMy hands trembled as I stared at Easton, who sat there unfazed. He was admittedly handsome, and that kiss must have unlocked something in me because now I couldn't even look at him without my heart racing in ways I didn’t quite understand. This was supposed to be the part where I told him about my plans and asked for his help, but my tongue felt like lead in my mouth. My feet remained rooted, while his eyes scanned me like I was some broken property or something worse.I wondered why he wouldn't speak. The last time I was here, we were almost sucking each other's faces off, and now, we were back to… whatever this was. I wished for a brief second that I could see into his mind, to know what he was thinking just so this curiousity and the mystery he was suddenly shrouded in doesn't eat up the last of my sanity. The air was thick with something I couldn't name too, and I had no idea how long I stood there, avoiding his gaze while my thoughts ran a mile a second, until cold, lon
EASTON“Will you stop with the pacing? It's just some people coming over to the pack for work, for Goddess sake.” I heard Laycon scold from behind me, and I suppressed the urge to shoot him an unimpressed glare. “I know you are excited to see her, but you must control yourself. One mistake and the world would know what, or rather, who your weakness is,” He continued, and I finally rolled my eyes this time before fixing them back at the door.They were already twenty minutes late, and it did nothing to ease my already flaring nerves. I kept wondering if Zane had decided not to push further with the truce, and if that was the case, I was ready to bring war to him and burn everything to the ground.He might have bought his way to being the Alpha's second right-hand man, but that, too, would be over soon. Everything on that end was under control. Black was doing everything possible to find some substantial evidence against the Alpha, something big enough to bring him down from his positi
ELEANOROnce dressed, I hurried off to the bus and was surprised to find Jasmine and Clara both seated and patiently waiting, their eyes fixed at the entrance. A smile spread across their faces when they spotted me, and they immediately waved me over, enthusiastic. I hurried towards them, and they parted to create space for me.“Took your swell time to get ready this morning,” Clara said, sarcastic, the second I settled into the space. “Where have you been?” Jasmine asked, the question causing Clara to turn to me with a confused frown. “I searched the whole party for you and then, the dorm, but you were nowhere to be found.” she continued, paying no regard to Clara's confusion. “Do you know how worried I was, I thought something bad might have happened to you.”I forced a smile as I shook my head, “Something bad did happen to me last night. So bad I can’t even begin to describe it because it was that horrible and I wanted nothing more than to be dead at that moment but surprisingly,
ELEANORI woke up to a slight throbbing in my head, my vision hazy as my eyes pulled open, only to have them widening at the sight I was greeted with. I was in Zane's bed, tucked in nicely, with a coverlet over my body. I looked down to see i’d been thoroughly cleaned, with a change of clothes waiting for me on the bed. I frowned as I quickly sat up, needing to piece my thoughts together; There was the party last night, where I got into an argument with Zane because….The drink!My eyes widened in shock at the realisation, memories of last night slowly starting to flood my mind.I'd been right, and the drink was indeed spiked! I was in heat for goddess sake… a fucking heat.An Alpha being in heat was unheard of! I growled in anger when it finally dawned on me. Whatever had been in that drink had reduced me to an Omega. But how was that even possible? Just until yesterday I'd have never guessed something like that existed, and how was Zane able to get his hands on it? And what comes
EleanorMy body was thrumming with an unparalleled heat, the need to act on it so overpowering that it felt like an out of body experience. I was like a beast let loose, not even taking a second to dwell on the fact that this was Zane I was drolling over, letting myself be turned inside out by the very man whose existence I was living to end. Damn whatever he'd fed me, those drugs or whatever they'd taken complete effect by now and I was holding unto Zane, feeding off his heat and everything he had to offer like a lifeline. The old me, the Eleanor I knew would have picked my torn clothes and hurried out of the damn room the second he was through, or atleast cry myself to sleep if he wouldn't let me. Instead, I laid back on the bed, whimpering pathetically at the slow, languid thrusts Zane delivered as we both came down from our high, the mess of fluids in me filling the room with filthy squelching sounds. The logical part of me that would hate every second of this was reduced to a
ZANEEleanor was mine.She'd become mine right from the very second I laid eyes on her, and I'd be damned to let anything change that for as long as I lived. I couldn’t stop pacing the length of my room as the new information bounced around in my head like a fucking rubber ball. My thoughts were interrupted when a knock sounded on my door and Mark walked in at my command. “Is everything okay, Alpha Zane,” he asked the second he stepped in, voice laced with worry, concern written all over his face.“Yeah, I’m fine. What brought you to my room?” I asked, not giving him room to delve further.“… are you sure?” he sounded unconvinced but I nodded, waving him off and repeating my question. “Well, the party is about to start and your presence is needed to commemorate the occasion and you have been in your room all day which is causing the council members to murmur. I was sent to check up on you as your Beta,” he answered and I sighed.“I’m sorry, I’ll go get dressed and be there to open
ELEANOR‘Try and enjoy the party’ Those were the last tangible words I could make out as my mind and thoughts took a downward spiral into a place I struggled to get it out of. Occasionally, I remembered being jolted back to reality by the head of slave's loud yells and Clara or Jasmine's whispered pleas for me to get my head on straight and not bring unnecessary punishment upon myself, but I still couldn't. My mind seemed to have a mind of it's own and my wandering thoughts could not be stopped, even when I knew they were but a fever dream.Gory details of Zane gagging and choking on his own blood flooded my mind. I would stand back and watch in joy and fascination after having spiked his drink, his last agonizing moments as he struggles to draw each breath whilst coughing up his own organs, stained crimson Sure, it wouldn't be as satisfying as watching his head hang off a stake, completely drained of blood, but it was enough to keep me sated for now.Obviously I couldn't act on thos
ELEANOR“Hello? Earth to Eleanor,” Clara’s voice brought me out of my reverie, and I blinked back to reality to find fingers snapping in front of my face. I winced, pushing her fingers away from my face as she offered me a concerned look.“Jeez, you would have been in deep trouble if she hadn’t dismissed us. What’s wrong, El? You haven’t been yourself since you came back from Easton’s Pack. Is this still about what we discussed?”“What? What did you both discuss?” Jasmine perked up from where she'd been surprisingly quiet, and I huffed quietly, knowing what would follow.“She wants to end Zane’s life without following the plans,” Clara supplied, and I could see the exact moment it sank in for Jasmine.“Are you crazy?!” She whisper-yelled, her mouth opening and closing incredulously. “That's like asking to die! Do you have a death wish?!”“Apparently, yes,” Clara deadpanned, and Jasmine continued before I could manage a reply.“Why? What are you thinking? Did things not work out betwee
ELEANORI knew that much could be expected when the drive back to the pack felt like a different kind of torture that even Zane himself hadn't been able to put me through yet. The feeling of emptiness that only grew wider in my chest with the growing distance was not one that could be easily ignored. I had gotten a taste of freedom and deny it as I may, experienced happiness in the warmest possible shades in just a few hours spent in Easton's pack. I wish it wouldn't come to an end. I wished I didn't have to go back and that this day would never end, but alas, all of it had just been wishful thinking.I heaved a sigh as I took a seat on my bed, slowly taking off the uniform we'd been given for the party, which was now to be submitted back to the kitchen head and promptly burnt. It hurt to think about something so beautiful meeting such a terrible end, but luxury was nowhere synonymous with slavery in Zane's eyes. We couldn't be allowed to keep clothes that were obviously made not for